Saturday, December 13, 2008
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
As December starts the ice tides in the river push ice mountaines into the sky. Some like this ice ulu glitter like fine crystal christmas decorations all along the Sylvia Grinnell River, where the Falls used to be. Strangely, after I took this photo two caribou ran across the ice some 100 meters down stream leaving Iqaluit behind them. Glimpse of memories sometimes are better than the long look.
Only minus 35 this day with the breeze.... The ice under our feet is crystal clean and really looks like captured time or some witch's dream.
Sunset at 2PM...... early afternoon memories move all too quickly into future nights.
So don't like the unbearable likeness of Bear Head Soup? Try Walrus. Yep this was a Walrus. There are miles of guts to enjoy and all the blubber you'd ever want to render. There is surprisingly little meat. There is not, surprisingly, an under powering smell.... it doesn't go away even when the meat's in your mouth either.
This walrus mom and calf took a wrong turn and stayed too long to enjoy the view in a nothern community this Fall. Only the two legged tourists aren't eaten around here!
A visual image for memory lane...... with a hint of olfactory nightmare. But take just a taste, so you can say you were there!
A memory that can't fade.
Anyone for polar bear head soup? Nice with fur removed and teeth left in, for that extra bite!
So if you find yourself with only the head left after a really good polar bear hunting party, take the time to enjoy the extra value of the good nutrition stored in well boiled or roasted smiles and growls.
But traditionally fokes there is nothing wasted!
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Catching the last warm winds of Fall these feather seeds want to get air borne. Once purple Arctic Fire Flowers, now a gossamer beauty of a different kind. If the wind were to just blow the air would fill with soft feathers looking for a spring nesting place. Floating Memories.
It may be Fall but Caribou Berries, Arctic Cranberries, Blue Berries and Black Berries are just ripening. The hills, rock falls and rock valleys harbour a sweet and sour bounty that is a feast for the camera and tongue. Walking and picking and eating can fill an afternoon's walk. Left overs? Rich jam can be made for winter bannock. Sweet colourful memories.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
So summer is brief but as winter night returns twilight sunsets can last and last. You deffinately don't have to rush to catch these photos when sunset can last for 3 hours. The sun catches the houses as they hover above the perma frost on their foundation. Then the helter skelter hydro poles lean and add that crazy verticle horizon look to the sky line. A fine memory.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Remember that huge moon? The one that you were sure was larger than the whole world? It filled our imagination and it dwarfed the mountains. It was so big that we could see each other's smile and a white reflection in your eyes. However big we thought we knew it somehow kept our eyes wide till it rose into relativeless sky and grew small. Moon rise one night that I remember.
Where's that fuzz faced Tirngia dropping in for a quick check out.... then was gone. Trying to see what I was taking pics of.
Times are good when lemmings are fat! A simple truth.
A growing memory.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Hard Ice came into the Bay and spent days scultping, melting, and twisting in the wind. Hard ice is multi year ice that is really big and incredibly green or blue....... this should have been green as it blew over from Green Land. The Bay and river tidal shore was like a modern art side walk sale. I have some incredible pics.
I went fishing last evening and because it was very very calm you could hear the popping and crashing as the bergs melted and fell.
We had a great fire with scavenged wood and then burnt supper. We regretted the missed fish.... Saw some stars break through the long day BUT in that few dark hours the first Aurora B came and went in a tall opening in the night sky.... no real night yet as the sun stays just below the horizon. 230 AM is morning time!!
Blue Icy Memories
Saturday, August 9, 2008
plentiful. So how do you like your Char, Smoked, Fried, Poached or on 'On Ice'?
Me? Well shushi is nice with a crunchee veggie and sticky rice. But over all and quick...
I like quick fried in spice... over easy.
A wrap in tin foil by the river has been good too. Let the coals turn white and season to taste. Open, peel from the bones and enjoy steaming hot.
Tasty Memory today.
Sunday, August 3, 2008
So much to do. So little working memory!